The sun hung lazily in the sky, and the breeze whipped up a stream of hot and humid air, making people feel uneasy.

On the top of a hill shrouded in aura, a small mansion is particularly eye-catching. The small house is surrounded by a large bamboo forest, and in the depths of the bamboo forest, there are occasional birdsong and animal roars, making the small house more quiet and comfortable.

The sunlight is cut into pieces by the branches and leaves, and shines through the window into the small house. In the small house, a middle-aged man who seems to be in his forties is talking endlessly about all kinds of knowledge in front of the "blackboard" made of spiritual magic. From the demeanor of the middle-aged man and the faint coercion emanating from his body, it is not difficult to see the extraordinaryness of the middle-aged man.

Below, a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old sits. The young man was dressed in a white shirt, outlining his slightly emaciated figure a little mysterious, his long black hair was scattered around his waist, and the wisps of bangs were lying on his forehead at will, and his face was exquisite, giving people a feeling of sunshine. The only fly in the ointment was that he was asleep on the table at the moment. Moreover, there is still drooling

"Liu Ye, tell me about the Ten Thousand Years Holy War. The middle-aged man asked with his back to the boy. One second, two seconds, three seconds, and still no one answered. The middle-aged man turned around in confusion and saw Liu Ye, who was sleeping on the table and still drooling, and suddenly felt angry, it was really unbearable for uncle and aunt. A terrifying coercion for ordinary people was released from the middle-aged man, and the tables and chairs supporting Liu Ye could not withstand this huge coercion at all, and cracked.

Liu Ye, who was woken up, stood up a little helplessly, stretched his waist, yawned, and said in a daze: "Uncle Haotian, this is already the thirty-second set of tables and chairs this month, and if it goes on like this, I will have to cut down the bamboo forest." ”

Haotian was speechless for a while. "Who can be blamed for this? If you hadn't slept in class by yourself, would I still call you?" Haotian said angrily, "Also, who called me by my name?

Liu Ye waved his hand and said, "Got it, got it." Uncle, it's class time. "Haotian is speechless and has come home, he has taught Liu Ye for more than ten years, and he has never heard him listen to it well except for martial arts classes, but he can learn everything as soon as he learns it.

Haotian was no longer entangled in this matter, and continued to ask: "Ye'er, tell me about the Ten Thousand Years Holy War again. ”

Liu Ye pondered for a moment and said, "The 10,000-year holy war is the largest, longest, and most tragic war ever recorded on the mainland. It is a holy war launched by the demon race and affects the seven major races, and it is called the 10,000-year holy war because it spans 10,000 years. ”

"Go on. ”

"The 10,000-year holy war is unimaginably so tragic that it is simply unimaginable. It is recorded that during the holy war, there was a bloody light between heaven and earth. ** Voices, cries for help, and cries fill people's ears all the time. At that time, the air was crawling with all kinds of spirit arrays, and the earth was truly dyed blood. This is considered to be the perfect interpretation of the word 'hell'. ”

"What else?"

"Jihad, while bloody, also acts as a catalyst. The period of jihad was also the most powerful period on the mainland. It is said that at that time, there were countless people above the imperial rank, not to mention those at the rank of scholar, teacher, sect, and honor. There are more than 100 people in each clan of the saint level, and there are about ten people in each clan of the god level. At the same time, a king has been elected among each clan, almost all of whom are god-level seven-star seven-stage peak existences, infinitely close to super-god existences!"

"That's it?" Haotian said, revealing a hint of "unhappiness".

Liu Ye pouted a little helplessly and said, "Uncle, to be honest, do you hate me for sleeping and deliberately retaliate against me?" "I'm just taking revenge on you, what's the matter? Saying that, Haotian also put on a rogue look.

The corners of Liu Ye's mouth twitched, every time he was in actual combat class, he would be abused by Haotian, and every time Liu Ye felt that Haotian was only better than himself. This is also the place that makes Liu Ye speechless the most.

With a dry cough to hide his embarrassment, Liu Ye continued: "During the Holy War, it is roughly divided into two camps: one side is led by the Demon Race, with the Beast Race, the Demon Race, and the Undead Race as the alliance, and the other side is led by the Protoss, with the Titan Group, the Dwarf Race, and the Elf Race as the alliance. The Terrans are divided into three major factions, one side has joined the demon camp, one side has joined the Protoss camp, and one side remains neutral. But because of this, the Terrans have become the least popular of the seven races. In the end, it was also because of the rebellion of the Terran neutral faction that the demon race won the holy war and established the demon domain. ”

"And what about the other person?"

Liu Ye pursed her lips and said helplessly: "Got it." Knowing that a person appeared, he saved the defeat of the Protoss. He fought against the kings of the demon camp alone, and was forced to sign a contract with them, so that there was temporary peace in the other world. People call that person the Emperor!"

Eun, it seems that you don't sleep all the time. Haotian nodded, pretending to be surprised.

Liu Ye laughed twice speechlessly, and asked again, "Uncle, what is the situation now?"

Speaking of business, Haotian also became serious, thought for a while, and said: "Since the fall of the Emperor more than ten years ago and the attack of the demon clan on the Holy Altar, the gods and demons have their own preparations. Without the Emperor's deterrence, it seems that a holy war is coming. Liu Ye was also secretly frightened: Another holy war! During the 10,000-year holy war, countless strong people among the seven major races participated in the war, and there were countless strong people who fell.

Haotian sighed and said, "The holy war has begun, and the troubled times are coming. The gods and demons have been preparing for more than ten years, and I think it will only be three years at most, and the holy war will come, and I am afraid that this time it will not be able to stop the pace of the demon race's march. ”

"Three years?" Liu Ye muttered. How far can you improve yourself in three years? Can you gain a foothold in this troubled world?" After Haotian finished speaking, he looked out the window and fell into deep thought. After a long time, Haotian looked at Liu Ye and asked, "Ye'er, how many years have you been cultivating with me?" Although Liu Ye was strange, he still replied: "It's been sixteen years." "Then what kind of cultivation are you now?" Haotian asked again. "Honorable three-star fifth dan. "Now, Liu Ye is even stranger.

Haotian thought for a while, and then said, "The five-stage three-star is not enough to gain a foothold in this other world. In this way, I will teach you a few more things, and you can go down the mountain to experience. Liu Ye listened to a burst of ecstasy, and he could finally go down the mountain! Since he can remember, Liu Ye has been cultivating on the mountain, and he has never taken half a step. It's not that he doesn't want to, but Haotian has set up an enchantment around the mountain, and Liu can't break it. Now that he can finally go down the mountain, how can he not be happy! Liu Ye looked out the window with a happy face.

What is the outside world like?